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Have a stroll…

Meet me at the diner and let us watch day unfold. The people come and go with a lazy flavor unseen in our modern world. Did I ever tell you I grew up in a quiet place like this? My bicycle and worn sneakers constant companions, pitching papers at the front door on a Saturday morning. Have a stroll with me then perhaps we’ll see, the colors bend around us on a journey not taken by all.